Sleep quietly, my child,
The moon is bright and mother is tired,
She has a long day,
The food won’t cook itself.
Hush my child, you’re too loud,
Mother can’t hear the demons in her head.
There there now, what is the need to cry?
You’re reminding mother of catharsis,
Of loud screams, anathema to her now,
Sleep now, before the sky is orange,
So mamma can get her ten winks.
Walk softly little girl,
Don’t tap your feet too loud,
You’re hurting the grass with your tender feet,
And deafening the wind with your impish cackle.
Don’t talk to strange men,
Unless they come calling to your house.
Why do you squeal?
Uncle just loves you too much.
A whimper is okay,
See how beautiful whispers are?
Don’t scream so loud, you boy,
Father will get you a new bat next summer,
Just don’t tell your friends,
He might whack you once with it.
Once a week, or once a day,
But really, why are you so loud?
Daddy’s just sad and a little bit mad,
He’s carrying the world on his shoulder,
And no one taught him how to talk.
Don’t run so fast, young lady,
Your brother will follow whe re you lead.
They saw him smoking in the corner,
Pampered brat, has he no respect?
His eyes are hollow, he looks lost,
His cough is too noisy,
Hiding the weight in his tiny heart.
Yet they can barely hear him over your legs.
Cover up, cover up now.
You are too bright to the ears,
Your eyes ask too many questions.
Your body has too many answers,
To fill emptiness that isn’t yours.
Don’t beat so hard, dear heart,
They can hear you.
Don’t speak too piercing, dear lips,
No one cares.
There is too much noise,
And too few ears.
Cover up now,
Your sleeves are long enough,
Your scars are a sore sight.
Catch your tears, before they hit the ground,
Everyone is in a rush,
There is no space in this emptiness .
Be strong, be strong,
You can’t break,
You can’t afford to,
There’s no one to hold you,
You aren’t strong enough to hold your self.
Hide your skin, dim your shine,
There are too many hungry eyes,
Hold your tongue, check your feelings,
There are too many empty minds.
Stop talking, stop spewing,
Nobody has the time
Your words are falling like bullets,
On the ground,
Aimlessly, without a mark.
There is no war to fight.
Madonna was worng,
Don’t express yourself.
Are you dumb or is the world deaf?
Does it really matter?
Speak softly, dear child,
Or better, don’t don’t speak at all.
Maybe scream too loud,
I know there is too much pain,
Maybe scream too loud,
But who will hear you?
Who even wants to.
Scream too loud
Or don’t scream at all,
It’s like Gandalf said
‘We cannot get out’
There’s no way out.
Help isn’t coming
There is no one coming.